“Fuck, Cisco. Where do you think you’re going? You’re going to be eaten by a bear,” he shouted after the man. “And I really can’t hear for shit right now so I don’t know what you just said to me.” He stumbled after the distressed man, tripping over the broken branches on the ground while still cradling his head.
Cisco had run off, not really caring if anyone would ever find him again. He wasn’t planning to go back to Central anytime soon or talk to anyone, for that matter. He was suprised when he heard Hartley’s voice get closer, and he could feel the anger bubbling inside him. No. He would not let these powers take control over him. HE was in control, at least for the time being. His beef was not with Hartley, therefore he would not take it out on him. Cisco stood from where he stood and walked up behind Hartley and tapped him on the shoulder. Once he turned around, Cisco balled his fist gently and rubbed it on his chest as he spoke. “Sorry. Are you okay?” He said as he pointed to the man and spelled OK with his fingers.
Cisco backup 